Harry Potter was almost 15 years old. He lived with his aunt and uncle over the summers but was going to start his 5th year at his boarding school Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. His uncle was doing bad at work so Harry had been forced to take a summer job. That was fine with Harry to be honest. He hated staying in the house though he had to try and explain why he always showed up with bruises. He worked at a local market stocking shelves. His uncle had been drinking a lot more too which spelt trouble for Harry.

As he left work that day he noted that Vernon was waiting and was drinking. He got in the car despite his boss telling him not to and was back handed as they peeled out of the parking lot. Harry hated this but knew had he not gotten in the car Vernon would have killed him when he'd gotten home. The shop he worked at wasn't far from the house so Harry was hoping everything would be okay.

He should have known better.

As they sped into Private Drive Vernon crashed with a moving truck and two other cars. The last thing Harry saw was the windshield braking.

"Hey , hey can you hear me?" Someone was calling to him. "Can you tell me your name."

"...arry..."

"Well, Harry, do you hurt anywhere?"

"Yeah..."

He thought he heard a chuckle but couldn't be sure. It was the truth he hurt all over.

"Hey, Harry keep breathing!" He heard the voice yell. "Keep breathing Harry!"

Harry woke again and couldn't move he also had a tube down his throat though he couldn't see it because his eyes were bandaged.

"I see you're awake , Harry." A voice said, "you're in a hospital. You were in a car accident . You are pretty banged up. I'm sorry to inform you that you are paralyzed from the waist down, the glass from the windshield cut your eyes up pretty bad so you're also blind, Your left arm was pretty badly tore up as well and we have no idea what happened to your left hand but we've done all we can do for that as well you may never have full movement of it again. "

Harry cursed inside his head.

"It's best if you don't try to move you have a brace on right now." The doctor which Harry assumed this voice belonged to spoke again after clearing his throat. " Harry, your uncle is in jail for manslaughter he killed five people in that wreck he very well almost killed you. I'll tell you now I'm a Squib and i've contacted Dumbledore when you came in. It's been about a week but he's arriving today okay? He should be here soon. The important thing is that you don't give up."

Harry was already planning to do just that. He sighed to himself. His friends were going to hate him now. The whole wizard world was going to hate him because he could no longer save them. He knew that's what everyone expected him to do. He drifted back to sleep the slow beeping of the machines all he could hear the Doctor must have left.

"Oh Merlin look at him." A voice cried as Harry woke up. "How is he even alive?!"

"Not now, Dora." A voice scolded.

"Sorry, mum."

"Andromeda can you help him?" that was Dumbledore's voice.

"Of course. " The woman's voice said, "First , things first I'll heal his lungs so we can get that tube out of there. " Harry felt magic wash over him it was warm and comforting much like Madam Pomfrey's . "Okay, Mr. Weatherby. "

"Harry, I need you to relax your throat while I get that tube out. " Harry did as told then was greedily gulping air and coughing when it finally came out. "Very good job, Madam."

"Thank you." Andromeda laughed, "Un wrap those eyes! Severus your help..."

"No..." Harry said in a rough voice. "Not him..."

That got a few laughs.

"Now, Now, Potter." Snape's voice snipped at him. "I'm here to help you."

"Doubt that." Harry snipped back, earning a few more chuckles.

His eyes were uncovered. He felt the magic wash over him again this time focused on his eyes.

"Hn...not as bad as I thought. " Andromeda said, clucking her tongue . "The drops while I work , Severus. " Harry felt drops being put into his eyes and blinked a few times. "You'll be seeing within the hour, Harry." Harry felt her magic on his left arm now. "Severus, I'll need some burn cream, and scar cream." He felt hands obviously belonging to his potions professor rubbing up and down his arm . Rubbing something cool into his skin. "On the hand as well...oh , I'll do my best with this but I don't think I'll be able to fully heal it. There is massive nerve damage like somethings been driven through it several times..."

"Yeah, a nail." Harry mumbled. "Never mind."

Then Harry could feel her magic but couldn't feel where it was after his hand. His eyesight slowly came back and got sharper and sharper. He was suddenly seeing better than he had his entire life.

"Oh, Wow!" He gasped then went into a cough. "I can see ! Thank you, Snape! No more glasses! I'm so happy about that! Oh, thank you!"

Severus smirked. "You're welcome, Potter. Don't take this wrong but you look less like your father."

"I guess that's okay as long as I can see."

"You grew your hair out." He commented, trying distract the boy.

"I haven't had time to cut it." Harry replied, "But it's okay I kind of like it longer like this."

Harry sighed Andromeda had apologized that she couldn't heal his spine so he was still paralyzed but she healed him up enough that he could be moved. His left hand and arm was wrapped tightly from his fingers to his shoulder. Severus had lifted him into a wheelchair and they were out of there. He was given a paper to read as they rode along in a magic black limo. The paper was then destroyed . He kept trying to jerk away as Severus and Andromeda healed the scars on his face.

"Oh, Merlin the Lightening Bolt Scar is gone!" Andromeda cried. Harry was happy for that but saw that Dumbledore didn't seem to be. "i'm sorry, Harry , I didn't mean to yell."

"It's fine." Harry said, "I'm glad it's gone really. Though people are going to stare at me even more now because of this. " he sighed and shrugged. "Oh, well."

When they finally stopped a house appeared before them and they went inside Harry was put in his chair and Severus was pushing him.